Sunday blues

I woke up with a bad headache, almost reluctant. Tossed around in bed wondering why on earth I am having this sick feeling. Sums up to a rather bad start for a suppossedly relaxing day. One of my auntie's voice caught my attention. Visits on sunday mornings are usually heart warming. This one is no exception. The little kid I talked about the day before had came as well. My bedroom door opened slightly and in came a peeping little head. A wide smile across his face which seemed like good morning in the kids' world really made things much better. I struggled out of bed only to realise my entire body's was aching badly, especially my legs. Leaving nothing much to say about my match fitness these days.Its simply bad.
I endured through the rest of the morning and early afternoon hoping that carrying on with normal activities will have me feeling better eventually. Nah. I felt worse as the day went by. My persistence didn't do me much good and so i went to bed. Hear I am eventually, feeling slightly better. Hope I can be fine tomorrow. Guess its now time for a hot shower better do more good than evil.